Luyện nghe bài hát It's On

Welcome mutha fuckaz, to Murda Fo Free, I be Sinna.

Ha-Ha-Haaaa. Tha Klepto, Bio Killaz, 2-Double-0-To

Ima set the record straight, I try and be black
This is me mutha fucka, is how I really act
In fact I react with a blown attack
Beatin' up your dad over a pack
A Thug in the country bitch, ask questions
Spittin' all the wrong in these rap sessions
'cause yeah ima dawg, rot wilier
Your wants to fuck me that makes her the pedophiler
I got more gang ties than tha mutha Godfather
You wanna start shit bitch? Don't even
Just stay it makes it a lot more easier
'cause my is my baby gurl, I love squeezin'er
We rap for fun and we kill to get
you greasy mutha fuckaz out like cascade

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so grab a fuckin gun (Repeated)
Now I'm straight thuggin', straight mean
You best tell ya mutha fuckin' homeboy to buggin'
I'll pistol whip his mutha fuckin' bitch face chin
Stomp in his guts a little, I do it again
'cause you, hit you wit a one two
Ya ass is on the 'cause tha cops dunno where I stuck you
Nigga you did it, who you think you kiddin?
Don'tcha worry about ya family Sinna'z babysittin'
Honky got pissed so I care of ya
Prematurely bury ya, In the
Check tha name suckaz, Bio fo real
We live up to tha part of tha mutha fuckin deal
We not Bone Thugz, but we to tha bone
we start threatenin' with chrome, Nigga, It's On

Gangsta, Gangsta, Tell'em it's on
We da Killaz On The Run so a mutha fuckin gun (Repeated)

So we back once again, this time we makin'
And It's On like a fat bitch on a ride at Point
We mutha fuckin' niggaz known as the Bio
(Tha what?) Killaz, Killaz,
That's muh fuckaz remember tha name
'cause it's our time to fame in tha rap game
Lyrics to ya brain, I'm rammin' it, and it
And slammin' it, God it
Legally psycho for anger management
That's why, before any mutha fuckaz every of ya
I'll murder ya, Yeah that's right lemme repeat it, I'll ya
I don't give a about nuthin, tick tockin' like a bomb
And about to blow up in your 'cause it's on

Saint Sinno, Saint Sizzle, Saint
Takin' out you weak all before
I'm a thug, and you bitches all 8-Tracks
I stick in ya like tha duck from Aflac
A baseball bat upside ya fuckin head
You best step back before I do it
Mutha fuckaz spreadin' words that they know ain't right
I guess a night ain't a unless it starts with a fight
alright, that's tight, fight til' dawn
But tommorow's day so best believe that It's On